This would have to be handled very circumspectly, as one wrong move would annoy the Emir greatly and a public execution could well be the result, and ...it would not be the Emir ot the Princess Zubeydeh on the receiving end."What, exactly, am I supposed to do for the Princess Zubeydeh?" he asked."She is not the Princess Zubeydeh. She is Zubeydeh and she is to be a concubine in your harem. You will discipline her hard. You will use her hard. And you will have a number of dinner parties for your. "Whatcha doing?" a voice asks from behind me.It spooks me, I squeak, I turn around and there is a man in black. I meanthe man in black not like men in black but like the man in special gearwith a gun, in gloves and some special goggles."Practicing," I manage to reply."I mean why are you not in the shelter," he asks."There is no place for me in any of them."He says a word I don't dare to repeat here."It's a drill anyway?" I say not sure it's a drill."It's real," he says."Nobody's here," I say.. . But it was the kind of thing that if you didn’t do what you were told, you’d be left behind at the motorway services ... If you were lucky ... If you were unlucky, they’d punish you ... Some girls didn’t like to be shared, that was their punishment ... There was a lot of rape with the new girls ... I didn’t like that, but they shouldn’t have got on the bike if they weren’t willing to pay the fare, like...” She smiles, a casual dismissal of the rape of her fellow gang-bitches.“There was one. 'God Jack how many times have I to tell you, ' she said standing there in the passageway. I picked her up and gave her a kiss on the lips, but no mother son kiss, for I had been screwing my mother for about two years now.'She asked me to put her in the pudding club, mum. Did you have something to do with this?' I asked patting her on the bottom.'Well she was so upset, I kind of suggested it when she told me about the results of George's sperm count. I knew you would like to get between Sarah's.